Taking Part in a Survival Game with My Brother

“Oh, no wonder you never let me come over. So you’ve been hiding your girlfriend… Manager Zhao, let’s go. We won’t disturb the lovebirds’ date at home.”

Jiang Ruzi’s eyebrows relaxed, exuding an air of nobility. She glanced at their hands, then looked at Lu Yang and warmly said, “Lu Yang, let’s chat next time.

Xiaoshi wants mommy, so I’m leaving. Bye!”

Jiang Ruzi urged Zhao Yanshu, “Hurry up and leave, don’t delay the two little lovebirds.”

“But I haven’t taken Xiaoshi’s clothes yet…”

“Mommy will buy him new ones!”

As they watched their figures leave, Lu Yang hesitantly asked someone nearby, “Did your sister misunderstand something?”

“She didn’t misunderstand.”

Lu Yang turned her head to look at him.

Jiang Yanzhou said, “We’re on a date.”

A date, a beautiful term, a cultivation of affection.

“After agreeing to be with me, you’ve been busy during the day and night, with no time for a proper date with me.”

“No proper date,” Lu Yang found his choice of words flawed and smiled as she asked, “Does that mean we’ve had improper ones?”

“We will have both.” Jiang Yanzhou’s words were filled with tenderness. “Dates that belong to you, belong to me, belong to us.”

Both those with money and those with power possess strong observation and judgment skills. The difference lies in the former’s overt sharpness and the latter’s hidden verbal skills.

Nowadays, the powerful don’t engage in verbal conflicts with a simple statement but offer gentle promises.

Recalling their time together, Jiang Yanzhou had mostly brought positive influences into her life. He would digest the negative things himself, even jealousy, leaving only a hint of it to let her know that he was jealous.

With her pale peach lips slightly curved, Lu Yang said, “Okay.”

The first snow had stopped.

On Binjiang Road, a high-chassis SUV was parked. The person in the driver’s seat held a cigarette and picked up the camera next to them. They flipped through several photos and felt quite satisfied with their work.

Jiang Yanzhou got slightly wet in the rain tonight, and Lu Yang was worried he might catch a cold, so she rushed him to take a shower first.

The sound of running water filled the bathroom.

Lu Yang played with her phone for a while, then suddenly remembered that Jiang Yanzhou had mentioned there were fruit candies in the bag on the cabinet. She got up, approached it, took out a box, and put one in her mouth.

When she put it down, her gaze was drawn to the inconspicuous box of condoms. Though only two corners were visible, it added a touch of enchantment to the atmosphere in the room.

The sound of water stopped, and not long after, Jiang Yanzhou came out.

He was wearing black silk pajamas, with slightly damp short hair, his fair skin contrasting sharply. When he saw her, his thin lips curled up, bewitching and captivating.

Lu Yang had a strange illusion.

Their date turned into a pajama party.

“Did you wait long?” he asked.

Jiang Yanzhou walked up to her, extending his hand, and his five fingers slipped through hers.

He had just finished taking a shower, and his body temperature was warm. It spread from his palm, causing her heart to warm up as well.

In the home theater, Jiang Yanzhou covered Lu Yang with a blanket and selected a movie. They began to watch it quietly.

Lu Yang had eaten a lot tonight and was now full. As the soothing music of the movie played, she started feeling drowsy.

She tried to keep her eyelids open but couldn’t resist the instinctual urge to sleep.

Seeing her close her eyes, Jiang Yanzhou lowered the volume of the movie with the remote control. He moved closer to her and gently leaned her head against his shoulder with his fingers.

Lu Yang slept for over an hour and woke up with a bewildered look in her eyes.

The theater was dimly lit, with a soft and warm ambiance. In her line of sight, she saw his Adam’s apple, which was so close, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly. Looking up, she saw the smooth curve of his jawline.

His gaze was fixed forward, his brows and eyes expressing little emotion.

In the next moment, Jiang Yanzhou lowered his head, his thin lips almost pressing against hers, and he asked, “Awake?”

“Mmm…” Lu Yang’s mind was scattered, and she glanced at the movie that had already ended. She earnestly commented, “The movie was quite funny.”

Jiang Yanzhou smirked, “Have you seen it before?”

“No, I just listened to the sound.”

“Tell me about it?”

Lu Yang looked at him strangely, “Didn’t you watch the whole thing?”

“I was only paying attention to you, didn’t really notice the movie,” Jiang Yanzhou said with a serious expression.

Lu Yang rubbed her eyes and slowly recounted, “The male protagonist is a cynical, arrogant, selfish weatherman who suddenly finds himself trapped in a single day loop on Groundhog Day, a weather-related holiday. He initially uses this to deceive and manipulate others, but later starts attempting suicide repeatedly, ultimately becoming the most popular person in the small town through such acts.”

“Like many other movies, the underlying message this film wants to convey is that love can solve everything and love is the only answer..”